Tide

i stand 

heels sinking into the wet sand beneath

the tide rushes up 

passing over my bare feet

the water

clear and cold

shocking my once dry feet

prompting me dart away  

to the safety of the 

dry, sun kissed, sand

yet i stand my ground

digging my heels even deeper 

into the sand 

that sits below the waves

the water retreats 

leaving my bare feet 

vulnerable 

to the salty sea breeze 

again the tide rushes up 

passing over my bare feet

but this time 

i wiggle my toes

embracing the cold that the water brings

i stare out

to the melted sky above me

the horizon

just skimming

the vast sea ahead of me

two worlds meeting

just barely.